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sad love poem

über dem Fluß winken sie zu mir zu
Sitzen in seinem Schalthebel, der Ihren Tee wartet
stern kalter Mann
während ich das Hören stand, diskret dumb
mit den meek, braunen Augen
bewiesen im Schimmer in Ihren Augen
nun da ich zu Ihnen abgekühlt bin
im Bereich
alle werfen die Jahre nieder
Dame, Ihr Herz hat an Staub gewendet
gegen die grüne Flamme des Weißdorn-Baums

 



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